Denial... Poem by Shelley L Baxter

Your younger lips speak words
of wisdom-which torture my soul.
Words when left on their own,
Make me feel aglow...

If only your words were all you had
all actions-which you exude
would not make me feel as glad.
My emotions out the window.

So take your whispers and your winks,
every emotion-that you think!
For you are from a class below
don't make me long to return to go...

For I am one who has seen so much
my experiences-just beyond your reach.
Even pure bliss I shall deny
had I met you not I wouldn’t sigh.

So go away with your callow self,
release me-from your green advances.
For even if we are in love-
I must resist your advances...



Written October,26,2004